You Just Don't Know...

Chapter 3: Dylan's Perspective

It's partner day. As usual, Jade is my partner. The first station we go to is pull-ups. I step on the stool and grip on to the bar. This was Jade's idea. I have no upper body strength. I can barely pull up my own weight and I am not a very heavy person.

"Soo... Dylan," Jade asks suspiciouslly.

"Yes?" I reply.

"What do you think of Chase?"

"Do you think I'm gay or something?"

"That's not what I meant. I mean do you think he's nice, a total ass..."

Total ass. No question about it. I couldn't say that to her though. Unlike Chase, I care about Jade's feelings. If Chase really cared about her feelings, then maybe he wouldn't be pinning Kendall Fox down on the floor in the Choir room after school. Yep Not only does he drink, do drugs, and has a job as a teenage hitman, but he cheats too. I have to tell her he's an ass; but telling her he's nice even though it's not true.

"He's okay I guess," I say with a shrug.

"Oh. Well how about we go to push ups," Jade says with a smile.

As I'm watching Jade do push ups, I start wondering if I should tell her about Chase. I just stand by her knowing all of these things about Chase and act like nothing's going on. I'm acting like Jade's bestfriend when actually, I'm being no better than Chase. I mean it's true. I don't drink, do drugs, beat people up, and I don't have a girlfriend to cheat on. But I have been by Jade's side since 1st grade. Just me not telling her kills me. She can always tell when something is on my mind and she always asks me, 'What's going on in there?' then she taps my head and smiles. It's so hard to lie almost every week to her face! I always have to lie just to protect Chase and I'm sick of it! Sometimes I just want to just kill myself.  Why does a big gloomy rain cloud always have to rain on my situations? Just raining on me as a person. A tear runs down my cheek. I start to wipe it so Jade doesn't see it. But, she caught me.

"Why are you crying?" Jade asks wiping the tear away.

Oh my gosh. Her face is just centimeters away from mine. Her breath smells like spearmint-my favorite. The thing is, she doesn't even like spearmint. She only likes peppermint. So why is she chewing spearmint. I know it's not for Chase because he only likes Polar Ice. Does she secretley like me? I almost kissed her but I kept myself undercontrol. It's just she's so beautiful. My heart says to just go for it. My mind keeps bringing up Chase and how he's going to kill me if I do. But Chase doesn't have to know. Jade could just keep it to herself. But Chase's first hour is Orchestra, and to get to the bathroom, you have to pass the gym and Coach always keeps the doors open. He says he wants the people in art, who are way down the hall, to smell our sweat. What if Chase wants to go to the bathroom, he glances in the gym and see's that I'm trying to make a move on Jade. I'll really be a dead man then. Ugh. Why do I have to thing everything through.

"Oh, I yawned. You know how my eyes water when I yawn," I say trying to cover the fact I was crying for real. 

She gave me one of those 'yeah right' looks and rolled her eyes. Her perfect green eyes. Coach blew his whistle.

"Hit the showers!" he yells. 

Everybody ran to the lockerrooms, except for me. I waited until Jade left who was cleaning up the basketballs. I watched Jade run off as she took her ponytail out and her hair fell out and hit down to her waist. I won't kiss Jade. Not today at least.